Zenko and Nikka! Ch.3
"Soon, my plan will be set into motion," the cloaked figure said to himself as he turned and flew southward, leaving the two Saiya-jin behind as they battled on. Zenko and Nikka each fought fiercely, each wearing down the stamina of the other, each unwilling to yield. Zenko zanzokened and appeared behind Nikka firing two ki blasts. The fist struck home, but the second passed through the after image Nikka left behind as she phased out to dodge; Nikka reappeared close by and fired her own blast at Zenko, who simply batted it away. "You're losing power, this fight will be over in no time," Zenko sighed as he wiped a trickle a blood from his lip. He shifted back into an aggressive stance, hovering in the air a moment as he watched his opponents movements, waiting to find an opening and finding one, he raced forward.
Zenko was almost within striking distance when his eyes widened with some unfathomable horrors and he came to a sudden halt, clutching his head as images flooded through his mind. Death! Hate! Pain! Suffering! "STOP! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Zenko howled, shaking his head violently. The images kept coming, some of raging fires, some of twisted ruins and some of mangled corpses which he could still recognize. The images faded as quickly as they had appeared, but to Zenko it seemed like time had slowed to a crawl. Nikka watched Zenko in confusion as he yelled and writhed, face pale and sweating. He lifted his head towards her then looked back down. He shook his head a couple times more then slowly regained his posture.
"What the hell was that about?" Nikka asked, somewhat perplexed, "If that was some attempt to get sympathy you're looking at the wrong girl!" Zenko looked at her again, and seemed to notice for the first time her large chest, but quickly shook off the warm thoughts that started to grow. "No. She is the enemy! I'm the perfect warrior! I have no one feelings for a pretty girl, and she certainly has none for me!"" Zenko raved in his mind, dismissing the brief thoughts he had of love. He returned to his ready stance and gestured for Nikka to attack.
"You know...your damn attitude is pissing me off!!" she yelled, complying to Zenko's beckons and bolted forward taking a swing at his head. Zenko leaned his head to the side and thrust his knee upwards, slamming into Nikka's stomach then pulled back and dealt her a spinning kick to the same spot, throwing her backwards through the air. Nikka braked herself and winced as she grabbed her throbbing mid-section. Meanwhile, Zenko had zanzokened above her, hand-hammering her in the back and down into the ground. "This. is a total waste of my time! I could have destroyed this entire city and wrecked half of another by now!" Zenko growled with a twinge of hatred in his voice.
The pile of rubble in the street exploded outwards and in a trail of dust Nikka was in front of Zenko, arm reeled back. "Go to Hell!" she screamed as she hammered Zenko in the face, sending the boastful Saiya-jin into the remains of an office building. Energy glowed in Nikka's hands as she began to throw a barrage of ki blasts at him as he lay in the ruins, stunned. Zenko yelled in pain as the ki blasts seared his skin, and the structure of the building collapsed, the whole building imploding with him inside. When Nikka finally stopped her enraged attack, she took slow, labored breaths. "Damn...bastard... I hope he's dead..." she said in between breaths. Her hopes were shattered when Zenko blasted out of the ruins in a violent display of energy. "I won't be killed by someone as weak as you!" He frowned at her.
Nikka hissed at his comment and shot another pair of ki blasts at him, both of which Zenko easily smacked aside. "Come now, did you really think that would work?" he inquired. "No, but this will!" Nikka shouted in retort, stretching her arm up and out to the side, keeping her palm up, she formed her ki into a flat multi-sided blade; a shuriken. "Banzai blade!!" She screamed, snapping her arm forward to send the disc flying at Zenko. Allowing himself a slight grin, Zenko simply zanzokened just before the shuriken would have hit him and the blade sliced through the after image he left behind. Zenko reappeared left of where he had been and sighed. "Why must you constantly pester me with your pathetic attacks?" he asked Nikka in a scornful manner.
Nikka just smiled as she made a few quick motions with her hands.
"What's that?" Zenko asked, "Sign language?" Nikka only answered him by continuing to grin at him. "What's got you smiling? If you think that your death will be nice and quick, you're wrong!" Zenko declared, letting a small smile of his own cross his lips, "I'm going to enjoy hearing you scream and writhe in pain," he began to laugh, but suddenly stopped as he sensed something. He twisted to the side just in time to avoid being cut in half, however, the blade still cut a long gash into has back, drawing a trail of blood. "Fuck! It was a homing attack!?" Zenko screamed in anger, feeling blood dribble down his back. "That's right, moron!" Nikka laughed triumphantly, "Who's the weak one now? You should have known I wouldn't give you an easy fight! You're not worthy of the Saiya-jin name!" she sneered at him, crossing her arms over her chest haughtily.
"Shut up!!" Zenko roared in rage, "I only let my guard down because you've been fighting so pathetically up until now, but now I see I've underestimated you." Zenko said, calm returning to his voice. Floating down to the cracked pavement, he stood and waited for Nikka to follow him, taking an aggressive stance when she landed. Nikka was the first to charge, meeting Zenko head-on they slammed their fists together and created a shock wave of energy. Trying to get a grapple on their opponent, they intertwined their fingers as they pushed against the other, trying to overpower them.
Nikka broke the grapple, stepping back and winding up for a punch. Zenko caught her fist and used her own momentum against her, tossing her into the side of a building. He leapt after her, throwing a punch at her but hitting only concrete and her after image. Nikka popped up behind him and aimed a kick for his neck, but he blocked with his forearm and countered with his own punch. They began to chase each other around the ruined city, often hitting buildings rather than their intended target. One formerly grand skyscraper crumbled apart when a misdirected ki beam from Nikka tore its foundation apart. The falling building caused a kind of domino effect, knocking over several other buildings in the process, throwing up a thick cloud of dust and debris.
Using their ki senses, the two Saiya-jin lobbed ki blasts back and forth to each other, causing even more collateral damage. Zenko jumped behind a shattered wall to avoid Nikka's onslaught and pressed his back to it, gathering energy in his fist. "This is it for you." he muttered. When the golden glow of his energy attack peaked, he stepped out from behind the wall and aimed his palm at Nikka. She spotted him from the corner of her eyes and turned, ready to open fire, when he released his energy in a wide beam of power. It struck Nikka and knocked her into the street, her body tearing through the asphalt as she was pushed back by the beam. Zenko let the attack taper off then charged after Nikka, catching up to her just as she began to stand up. He hit her again and again, knocking her back with each blow.
At this point, Nikka's hair was beginning to lose its golden color, and her aura was shrinking. "Damn.! Am I really losing this battle!?" Nikka thought, panicked. Zenko continued to pummel her as she weakened, forcing Nikka to go completely on the defensive, crossing her arms in front of her body to try and protect her vital areas.
Zenko broke through Nikka's meager defenses with just another blow, and set upon her with viciousness he had not yet displayed. He slammed his fists into her face, chest, stomach. Under the brutal assault of the Super Saiya-jin, Nikka couldn't even defend herself any longer, her energy and will were fading with each successive strike. She was completely at Zenko's mercy. Zenko round-housed Nikka through a window in a former apartment building. He walked towards her, where she was lying in the window frame, covered in glass shards and lacerated across her body; her clothes torn and hanging loosely on her, soaked red. She achingly tried to get herself up, cutting her hands on the pieces of glass when she used the frame for leverage. Her strength failed, and she began to fall out the window but Zenko reached forward and grabbed her by the throat, slamming her against the wall of the building, squeezing tightly.
"I want to hear you scream... to hear you beg for your life." Zenko spoke with an emotionless calm, putting his face right up to hers. Nikka tried to curse him, but Zenko's grip tightened even more and all that came out of her mouth was a sharp yelp of pain. Zenko smiled, digging his fingernails into the soft skin of her neck, drawing blood. Nikka clawed desperately at his wrist, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I.I can't die.! I can't let myself. I haven't.I haven't yet." Broken thoughts passed through Nikka's mind as her lungs fought for oxygen. Zenko smiled sadistically, seeing the look of pain, fear and anguish on the young woman's face.
Nikka's grip on his wrists weakened, and moments later her arms fell slack at her sides. Zenko pulled her away from the building and tossed her into the street, where she collapsed in a heap on the pavement. Nikka coughed violently and tried to pull in air, but Zenko kicked her hard in the ribs making her shout out in pain. He kicked her again in the abdomen, whereupon she coughed up blood and spittle, crying out again as Zenko continued to kick her. He flipped her broken body over with the toe of his boot, then put his foot upon her back and pressed her down into the pavement.
"Beg! Beg for your life," Zenko said in his sadistically calm voice. All Nikka could do was whimper as he ground his heel into her back. The cuts and tears in her skin caused from the previous beatings began to bleed even more profusely and a small pool of blood began to form under her body. Zenko was about to stamp down on her again when he saw the bloody mess Nikka had been reduced to and his body froze. Images flashed through his mind, over and over again. "No... No!! Not again...!" he shouted into the empty air, clutching at his head once more. He staggered backwards until he ran into a half-broken wall and let himself slide down into a huddle.
"Please God...no..." He whispered to no one as the image of his mother lying facedown in a pool of her own blood burned itself into his mind. "Stop...please stop! Stay out of my head...!!" Zenko screamed, then curled up and began to pale. His golden aura dispersed and his hair returned to brown as he completely powered down. He shook his head several times to try and rid himself of the horrible visions. Sere enough. the image passed on and Zenko was left sweating and breathing heavily. He got up and stood upon shaky legs. He let himself glance at where Nikka lay, nearly unmoving save for her labored breathes.
Zenko growled and kicked Nikka hard in the side. She yelled out in surprise and acute pain from Zenko's sudden attack. "Damn! If you're not even able to fight back anymore than this is pointless!" He snarled. "Train! And next time we meet...put up a good fight so I can kill you." Zenko rose into the air giving Nikka one last disdainful look. "Farewell," was his parting words as he returned to where his space pod had landed, leaving the ruined city and the half-dead Saiya- jin woman behind him.
-end chapter 3-
"Soon, my plan will be set into motion," the cloaked figure said to himself as he turned and flew southward, leaving the two Saiya-jin behind as they battled on. Zenko and Nikka each fought fiercely, each wearing down the stamina of the other, each unwilling to yield. Zenko zanzokened and appeared behind Nikka firing two ki blasts. The fist struck home, but the second passed through the after image Nikka left behind as she phased out to dodge; Nikka reappeared close by and fired her own blast at Zenko, who simply batted it away. "You're losing power, this fight will be over in no time," Zenko sighed as he wiped a trickle a blood from his lip. He shifted back into an aggressive stance, hovering in the air a moment as he watched his opponents movements, waiting to find an opening and finding one, he raced forward.
Zenko was almost within striking distance when his eyes widened with some unfathomable horrors and he came to a sudden halt, clutching his head as images flooded through his mind. Death! Hate! Pain! Suffering! "STOP! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Zenko howled, shaking his head violently. The images kept coming, some of raging fires, some of twisted ruins and some of mangled corpses which he could still recognize. The images faded as quickly as they had appeared, but to Zenko it seemed like time had slowed to a crawl. Nikka watched Zenko in confusion as he yelled and writhed, face pale and sweating. He lifted his head towards her then looked back down. He shook his head a couple times more then slowly regained his posture.
"What the hell was that about?" Nikka asked, somewhat perplexed, "If that was some attempt to get sympathy you're looking at the wrong girl!" Zenko looked at her again, and seemed to notice for the first time her large chest, but quickly shook off the warm thoughts that started to grow. "No. She is the enemy! I'm the perfect warrior! I have no one feelings for a pretty girl, and she certainly has none for me!"" Zenko raved in his mind, dismissing the brief thoughts he had of love. He returned to his ready stance and gestured for Nikka to attack.
"You know...your damn attitude is pissing me off!!" she yelled, complying to Zenko's beckons and bolted forward taking a swing at his head. Zenko leaned his head to the side and thrust his knee upwards, slamming into Nikka's stomach then pulled back and dealt her a spinning kick to the same spot, throwing her backwards through the air. Nikka braked herself and winced as she grabbed her throbbing mid-section. Meanwhile, Zenko had zanzokened above her, hand-hammering her in the back and down into the ground. "This. is a total waste of my time! I could have destroyed this entire city and wrecked half of another by now!" Zenko growled with a twinge of hatred in his voice.
The pile of rubble in the street exploded outwards and in a trail of dust Nikka was in front of Zenko, arm reeled back. "Go to Hell!" she screamed as she hammered Zenko in the face, sending the boastful Saiya-jin into the remains of an office building. Energy glowed in Nikka's hands as she began to throw a barrage of ki blasts at him as he lay in the ruins, stunned. Zenko yelled in pain as the ki blasts seared his skin, and the structure of the building collapsed, the whole building imploding with him inside. When Nikka finally stopped her enraged attack, she took slow, labored breaths. "Damn...bastard... I hope he's dead..." she said in between breaths. Her hopes were shattered when Zenko blasted out of the ruins in a violent display of energy. "I won't be killed by someone as weak as you!" He frowned at her.
Nikka hissed at his comment and shot another pair of ki blasts at him, both of which Zenko easily smacked aside. "Come now, did you really think that would work?" he inquired. "No, but this will!" Nikka shouted in retort, stretching her arm up and out to the side, keeping her palm up, she formed her ki into a flat multi-sided blade; a shuriken. "Banzai blade!!" She screamed, snapping her arm forward to send the disc flying at Zenko. Allowing himself a slight grin, Zenko simply zanzokened just before the shuriken would have hit him and the blade sliced through the after image he left behind. Zenko reappeared left of where he had been and sighed. "Why must you constantly pester me with your pathetic attacks?" he asked Nikka in a scornful manner.
Nikka just smiled as she made a few quick motions with her hands.
"What's that?" Zenko asked, "Sign language?" Nikka only answered him by continuing to grin at him. "What's got you smiling? If you think that your death will be nice and quick, you're wrong!" Zenko declared, letting a small smile of his own cross his lips, "I'm going to enjoy hearing you scream and writhe in pain," he began to laugh, but suddenly stopped as he sensed something. He twisted to the side just in time to avoid being cut in half, however, the blade still cut a long gash into has back, drawing a trail of blood. "Fuck! It was a homing attack!?" Zenko screamed in anger, feeling blood dribble down his back. "That's right, moron!" Nikka laughed triumphantly, "Who's the weak one now? You should have known I wouldn't give you an easy fight! You're not worthy of the Saiya-jin name!" she sneered at him, crossing her arms over her chest haughtily.
"Shut up!!" Zenko roared in rage, "I only let my guard down because you've been fighting so pathetically up until now, but now I see I've underestimated you." Zenko said, calm returning to his voice. Floating down to the cracked pavement, he stood and waited for Nikka to follow him, taking an aggressive stance when she landed. Nikka was the first to charge, meeting Zenko head-on they slammed their fists together and created a shock wave of energy. Trying to get a grapple on their opponent, they intertwined their fingers as they pushed against the other, trying to overpower them.
Nikka broke the grapple, stepping back and winding up for a punch. Zenko caught her fist and used her own momentum against her, tossing her into the side of a building. He leapt after her, throwing a punch at her but hitting only concrete and her after image. Nikka popped up behind him and aimed a kick for his neck, but he blocked with his forearm and countered with his own punch. They began to chase each other around the ruined city, often hitting buildings rather than their intended target. One formerly grand skyscraper crumbled apart when a misdirected ki beam from Nikka tore its foundation apart. The falling building caused a kind of domino effect, knocking over several other buildings in the process, throwing up a thick cloud of dust and debris.
Using their ki senses, the two Saiya-jin lobbed ki blasts back and forth to each other, causing even more collateral damage. Zenko jumped behind a shattered wall to avoid Nikka's onslaught and pressed his back to it, gathering energy in his fist. "This is it for you." he muttered. When the golden glow of his energy attack peaked, he stepped out from behind the wall and aimed his palm at Nikka. She spotted him from the corner of her eyes and turned, ready to open fire, when he released his energy in a wide beam of power. It struck Nikka and knocked her into the street, her body tearing through the asphalt as she was pushed back by the beam. Zenko let the attack taper off then charged after Nikka, catching up to her just as she began to stand up. He hit her again and again, knocking her back with each blow.
At this point, Nikka's hair was beginning to lose its golden color, and her aura was shrinking. "Damn.! Am I really losing this battle!?" Nikka thought, panicked. Zenko continued to pummel her as she weakened, forcing Nikka to go completely on the defensive, crossing her arms in front of her body to try and protect her vital areas.
Zenko broke through Nikka's meager defenses with just another blow, and set upon her with viciousness he had not yet displayed. He slammed his fists into her face, chest, stomach. Under the brutal assault of the Super Saiya-jin, Nikka couldn't even defend herself any longer, her energy and will were fading with each successive strike. She was completely at Zenko's mercy. Zenko round-housed Nikka through a window in a former apartment building. He walked towards her, where she was lying in the window frame, covered in glass shards and lacerated across her body; her clothes torn and hanging loosely on her, soaked red. She achingly tried to get herself up, cutting her hands on the pieces of glass when she used the frame for leverage. Her strength failed, and she began to fall out the window but Zenko reached forward and grabbed her by the throat, slamming her against the wall of the building, squeezing tightly.
"I want to hear you scream... to hear you beg for your life." Zenko spoke with an emotionless calm, putting his face right up to hers. Nikka tried to curse him, but Zenko's grip tightened even more and all that came out of her mouth was a sharp yelp of pain. Zenko smiled, digging his fingernails into the soft skin of her neck, drawing blood. Nikka clawed desperately at his wrist, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I.I can't die.! I can't let myself. I haven't.I haven't yet." Broken thoughts passed through Nikka's mind as her lungs fought for oxygen. Zenko smiled sadistically, seeing the look of pain, fear and anguish on the young woman's face.
Nikka's grip on his wrists weakened, and moments later her arms fell slack at her sides. Zenko pulled her away from the building and tossed her into the street, where she collapsed in a heap on the pavement. Nikka coughed violently and tried to pull in air, but Zenko kicked her hard in the ribs making her shout out in pain. He kicked her again in the abdomen, whereupon she coughed up blood and spittle, crying out again as Zenko continued to kick her. He flipped her broken body over with the toe of his boot, then put his foot upon her back and pressed her down into the pavement.
"Beg! Beg for your life," Zenko said in his sadistically calm voice. All Nikka could do was whimper as he ground his heel into her back. The cuts and tears in her skin caused from the previous beatings began to bleed even more profusely and a small pool of blood began to form under her body. Zenko was about to stamp down on her again when he saw the bloody mess Nikka had been reduced to and his body froze. Images flashed through his mind, over and over again. "No... No!! Not again...!" he shouted into the empty air, clutching at his head once more. He staggered backwards until he ran into a half-broken wall and let himself slide down into a huddle.
"Please God...no..." He whispered to no one as the image of his mother lying facedown in a pool of her own blood burned itself into his mind. "Stop...please stop! Stay out of my head...!!" Zenko screamed, then curled up and began to pale. His golden aura dispersed and his hair returned to brown as he completely powered down. He shook his head several times to try and rid himself of the horrible visions. Sere enough. the image passed on and Zenko was left sweating and breathing heavily. He got up and stood upon shaky legs. He let himself glance at where Nikka lay, nearly unmoving save for her labored breathes.
Zenko growled and kicked Nikka hard in the side. She yelled out in surprise and acute pain from Zenko's sudden attack. "Damn! If you're not even able to fight back anymore than this is pointless!" He snarled. "Train! And next time we meet...put up a good fight so I can kill you." Zenko rose into the air giving Nikka one last disdainful look. "Farewell," was his parting words as he returned to where his space pod had landed, leaving the ruined city and the half-dead Saiya- jin woman behind him.
-end chapter 3-